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| As we innocently lay in bed, Zephyr decided to balance along the head board about two feet above us. She slipped and clawed the air all the way down to Papa Tom's face! |
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| This is the doctored version of the deep scratch. Plenty of blood beforehand! |
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| Remember this poor bug-eaten moon flower, struggling to survive in May? |
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| A couple of months and daily watering later . . . . ta-da! |
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| Sadie and Fox in the pool. |
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| Thanks to bungee cords, twisted wire, cardboard, and a pillow under the cardboard to protect the light on top of the cab, we were able to haul a 12' gate in Papa Tom's pickup. |
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| Ta da! The gate is installed. The only tool we needed was a crescent wrench to tighten the bolts in the U-shaped gate connectors on the fence post. Maybe you can see them? |
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| Kirk shows off his Torchy's Taco. They are the best: really! |
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| The zucchini is safely picked! Uncle Tom and I sat on the front steps with Miles, age 1 (on my lap); Lucy, age 2 (to turn 3 on July 1); Sadie (age 6); Jim (age 5) and Jake, Lucy's twin. |